Extra Chapter

Antonio's POV

I hadn't heard from my daughter. I had called her grandma. But she wasn't answering. He had sent his guard to check on them. He never liked the habit of her denying the security around her. She wanted to lead a normal life and he loved her so much to give her anything.

Duante walked in the hall. Drake was always with him. He still remembered the small boy smiling but it was for a short period. After his parent's death, he adopted a cold expression. He was glad that he opened up for his wife. He could still see a little glimpse of his happy side around his wife. But it faded after he lost his memories.

"Did we get any clue, son?" Antonio asked, getting on his feet. His head was still mulling over his daughter and grandchild.

He glanced at him for a long second. "Is Sofia alright?" Duante asked, his poker face wasn't giving anything.

"It has been a week. I called Betha's house. She didn't answer. I'm worried. She always leaves a message